Fleas dream of buying a dog, and nobodies dream of escaping poverty, which some magic suddenly rain days good luck, it pours good luck, but good luck does not rain yesterday, not today, not tomorrow, not ever, or drizzle falls from the sky good luck, much as no one calls the and although they chop the left hand, or lift the right foot, or begin the year getting escoba.Los nobodies: nobody's children, owners of nada.Los nobodies: none, none, running like rabbits, dying through life, screwed rejodidos: Who are not, but could be. Who do not speak languages, but dialects. Not religions, but superstitions. It do not make art, but handicrafts. Not culture, but folklore. That are not human beings, but human resources. Do not have faces, but arms. That have no name, but numbers. Not listed in world history, but in the crime reports in the local press. The nobodies, who are not worth the bullet that kills them.
Fleas dream of buying a dog, and nobodies dream of escaping poverty, that one magical day suddenly rain down good luck, it pours good luck, but good luck does not rain yesterday or today or tomorrow or never, drizzle falls from the sky good luck, even that no one calls and although they chop the left hand, or lift the right foot, or begin the year getting escoba.Los nobodies: the children of anyone nada.Los owners nobodies: the none, none, running like rabbits, dying through life, screwed rejodidos: Who are not, but could be. Who do not speak languages, but dialects. Not religions, but superstitions. It do not make art, but handicrafts. Not culture, but folklore. That are not human beings, but human resources. Do not have faces, but arms. That have no name, but numbers. Not listed in world history, but in the crime reports in the local press. The nobodies, who are not worth the bullet that kills them.
Fleas dream of buying a dog, and nobodies dream of escaping poverty, that one magical day suddenly rain down good luck, it pours good luck, but good luck does not rain yesterday or today or tomorrow or never, drizzle falls from the sky good luck, even that no one calls and although they chop the left hand, or lift the right foot, or begin the year getting escoba.Los nobodies: the children of anyone nada.Los owners nobodies: the none, none, running like rabbits, dying through life, screwed rejodidos: Who are not, but could be. Who do not speak languages, but dialects. Not religions, but superstitions. It do not make art, but handicrafts. Not culture, but folklore. That are not human beings, but human resources. Do not have faces, but arms. That have no name, but numbers. Not listed in world history, but in the crime reports in the local press. The nobodies, who are not worth the bullet that kills them.
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